Let the words of song break forth
As the tension leaves
And not is left but the peace
The ever present sound
Soft
Loud
Rich
Coarse
Flying through the air
As if pieces to pierce the night
Like a mighty sword
Or caresses the gentle listenerâ??s
Tender ears
As the trumpet rings true
And the tuba blows his note
For all to hear
Let the notes be made
Let their songs declare victory
Or melt even the hardest hearts
To praise God
As the musical blessing from on high
Is given and delivered
To the ones whom seek to fly
The notes are fingered
The pitches are correct
For there is one thing missing
Only one thing can release
Your entrapped heart
And sent you free
Give all youâ??ve got
And use your gifts
To glorify Him
Play not from thy mind
But from the soul
With all thine heart
Do this
And you shall never falter
Let the music ring on high
And make sounds proud and true
Let Him hear your heartâ??s song
And let the angelic seraphs of heaven
Dance to your song
Fly
Let your heart fly to Him
And rejoice in His song
